Out of the Mouth of Babes

This is a real converstion I had with Bella the other day. I had just gotten her off the bus at 2:30 and was trying to squeeze in a quick nap. I told her to lay with me and talk me to sleep knowing that she herself would also fall asleep if she laid for any amount of time. But I digress:

Me: So how was school today?
Bella: Good
M: Tell me something interesting that happened at school or on the bus.
B: Well this boy on the bus kept saying to me "what are you looking at?"
M: Why did he keep saying that?
B: Because I was looking at him.
M: Why were you looking at him.
B: This boy is so hot. (For the record I do not approve of my 6 yr. old using this phrase)
M: I open my eyes and look at her waiting for further explanation.
B: Well, Mom, this boy is so hot and I was looking at him. And the girl I sit on the bus with says what are you looking at. And I tell her I am looking at that boy. And she says to him, she is staring at you. So he says to me what are you looking at. I say nothing and look away. But then I look at him again, because he is so hot, mom. And he looks up and says what are you looking at and I say nothing. And I keep looking and he keeps saying what are you looking at.
M: Why didn't you tell him you thought he was cute instead of staring and saying nothing?
B: (Totally disgusted with me for asking such a dumb question) Mom, I didn't want him to throw up.